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Graveyard(Cry of the Dead) (Free verse) by alvinb

Why aren't you visiting? Don't you know my spirit is suffering? Why aren't you even trying? Don't you care that my spirit is crying? Come with me... Come with me... Let's go... Come here and stay with my tombstone... Even just for one afternoon... And after that pleasant time... Happiness will be mine...

Bill Z Bub 3-Mar-09/5:30 AM
...yeah...no...
besides, why whould ghosts hang around boring old tombstone when there is a whole universe to explore?




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